JoelJosol Posted October 9, 2017 Share Posted October 9, 2017 I was at your doorstep the other day Knocking gently at your wooden door. There was only silence. I just had to knock a little louder each time Maybe you are in some corner of this house. But nothing happened. The dark clouds caught up with me and the rain poured. Now, I am all wet and dripping. All I want is to break the news- You know my mom, she died today. (A poem for a friend who lost his mom and called me up in the wee hours of the morning.) Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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